"Despair is a narcotic, it lulls the mind into indifference."-Charlie Chaplin
Status: I had a twenty minute conversation with a man fucking a blow up doll talking about sheep today...Why not?
Sex: female Age: 21 Location: Milwaukee,
Wisconsin, United States
So here I stand, no longer a fragile mass in an uncaring world. I hereby resignate from the glamour whores and drama junkies that seem to always make their way into my life. I'm tired of wasting my last breath trying to save the lot of selfish gits who have life so fucking rough and only need me in their lives because I provide sympathy and potentially a ride to the end of the block where they will abandon me for the things they truly love, sex and drugs... I fear I am a dying breed despite how cliche it sounds due to the common disrespect that seems so prevelant in the "hearts" of all of man. My withering desire to dress in an aberrant manner fades rapidly with every passing moment, retarded cock-suckers such as yourselves continue to waste precious air on this planet, and I want little to nothing to do with 99.9% of you! I'm not sure why I'm even bothering to put this up on this frivelous site, but I suppose it's somewhat a plea for a decent human being to find me and aid me in cleansing the world of its betrayers...
Likes
I enjoy sleeping, though I rarely ever do so, caffeine is a pleasure, as well as the vast majority of music, I enjoy film and "decent" art whatever the hell that translates into these days, I like to learn and read I suppose, I love to travel to new places and I enjoy beating and tormenting the fuck out of anyone who gets in my way or just asks me politely...
You scored as Fallen. Your darkness is "Fallen". You were most likely once deeply in love, but the person on the receiving end of your affections wounded you deeply.You were also once innocent, but your wounds will not allow that innocence to return.Sadness and misfortune seem to follow you. A good band for you would either be AFI or The Cure.
Anything that breathes, has thumbs, is relatively hairless, owns a prada bag or is a member of the Oprah book club, believes in a faith but cannot back up said faith, in other words ignorant mother fuckers who seem to fuck and multiply like rabbits, you, you and of course...YOU!
Favorite Music
So long as it is not Hanna Montana or Christian music, I can find something I like about it...That is all.